Sorley Alexander Reathe
Lee or Reathe (It all depends on how close he is to you.)
Three-fourths human, one-fourth vampire
Birthdate / Age
In September of 2099 / 29 years old
Bartender / Owner
Though he's nearing his thirtieth year of living, Sorley barely looks twenty-one. It's also difficult for him to grow any kind of facial hair and, being a bartender, looking young oftentimes causes him quite a bit of trouble with some of the patrons. His hair and eyes are a deep brown, both looking black in the darkness of the pub. The length of his hair is fairly long, just enough that it needs to be pulled back when working, (which doesn't help the 'young' problem, but he doesn't much care.) When he's not on the job, he just kind of lets it do whatever. I mean, does it really matter what your hair looks like in the comfort of your own apartment? He's both tall and lanky, not very strong. But he can break up a bar fight as well as the anyone else. As for his clothing, he normally just wears whatever he can find in his house that at least looks clean and doesn't smell too badly due to a lack of washing. When it comes to work however, he has one outfit, (on which he had to spend a whole week's salary to obtain,) that he makes sure to clean as often as possible to remain presentable. The outfit is dressy yet simple, consisting of black shoes, pants, and a vest, and a long sleeved white shirt.
Sorley's the quite type, not much for the company of other beings. Though he does enjoy listening to the stories of the travelers that constantly pass through the area, always talking about their adventures. He mainly keeps to himself, allowing others to talk before he does, even if what he needs to say is direly important. This can sometimes get him in trouble, but he recalls moments when it happens with a grin or smirk, almost as if he found it funny. Being a bartender, he also harbors quite a good amount of jokes, (both good and bad,) that get told to him on a nightly basis. Having dealt with them for so long, Sorley considers himself quite the comedian, sarcastically cracking jokes every now and again.
As is probably known already by information given above, Sorley is part vampire. His maternal grandmother somehow convinced his grandfather that they would make a great pair. It worked for a while, (based on the stories that his mother used to tell him,) but after his grandfather had given the vampiress a few healthy children, she soon discarded him and raised the children on her own. How she discarded him exactly, Sorley was never told, but he had a good hunch as to the approximate age at which his grandfather expired. After this, it became quite apparent that the vampiress wanted half vampire children for her own, unknown nefarious purposes. Through circumstances Sorley has yet to tell anyone, his mother escaped the clutches of his grandmother as soon as she could, eventually settling down and having her own family. It had been surprisingly easy for her to do so in the Outlands, seeing as everyone was more or less accepting of each other and their backgrounds. And thus Sorley began his life in the year of 2099, living a bit of a sheltered life. Even being only one fourth of a vampire, he was still very sensitive to the sun. While it wouldn't kill him if it touched him directly, and even though the sun was oftentimes covered by clouds, it still hurt him like a bad sunburn to be out in the middle of the day. As a child, he simply stayed inside, listening to the stories that his mother had to tell about living with an evil vampiress. His mother had managed to marry into a fairly wealthy family that owned a pretty decently popular pub, so she was able to stay home during the day and keep Sorley quite and occupied while his father slept. Being the main bartender at the time, Sorley's father worked at night when the most patrons arrived. As Sorley grew up, his father unfortunately contracted some sort of illness that slowly incapacitated and then killed him over the course of nine long years. During that time, the pub became less and less popular, the building slowly degrading, just like his father. About six years after his father fell ill, Sorley took over as the head bartender, trying to keep the money rolling in. Regrettably, with less patrons coming through, so did less money. Now, with his father recently passed, Sorley and his mother have struggled to keep the pub up and running, hoping that there would be a sudden boom in the traveling business, waiting for some good luck.
As a side note, that history ended up being a little more in depth than I would have liked, but there are some things that are vague and / or confusing. Those are things that I'm either saving for an intro, a future post, or I haven't quite figured out yet. A word of warning, some things stated here may be repeated in some form or another in the intro itself.